The next morning, early on, Chu Yan asked a neighbor to borrow a tricycle.
"Qin Zhao, I'll take you out for breakfast."
After freshening up, Qin Zhao came out, looking at him perplexedly.
"We could eat at Bai Fen's house."
"No, get on quickly."
"..."
Chu Yan went over, pulled Qin Zhao over, and even set a small stool on the back seat of the tricycle for Qin Zhao to sit on while he pedaled to take her to town for breakfast.
"The breakfast in town is definitely more delicious, I just glanced at what Bai Fen made, and even a pig would shake its head. I think you definitely wouldn't like it."
Qin Zhao yawned, "So are you a pig?"
"Were you sleeping with a pig last night?"
"..."
Qin Zhao instantly woke up, even feeling a bit like smacking him.
Chu Yan started pedaling the tricycle with his long legs, and they moved quickly; it wasn't long before they left the village.
